I was mistakenly kidnapped as Ellis. The men who took me were clearly from the NY mob, and they were all Italian.
I needed to come up with a proposal that would entice them enough to let me go—money!
"If you let me go, I can give you $200,000—no, $300,000, at most. I'm not wealthy; this is all the cash my husband and I can manage. Please! I have no connection to the woman you're after, and I won't reveal anything about today. Trust me. If you release me, you'll get $300,000. I promise I won't call the police!"
The scarred man paused, clearly hesitating.
I felt a flicker of hope. "My husband is a dentist, and by this time, I should be home. Please let me call him; you'll get your $300,000."
The three Italian men exchanged glances.
I kept praying in my mind, please, God, let them agree
